Chapter 38: heavy rain

Luda is like a belligerent boy who desires to become strong. Every time he sees Chang'an's sword, his eyes will flash with an abnormal desire. He knew that he was a slave. He didn't expect to touch these things in his life, so he didn't hang this deep desire in his mouth, just looking at Chang'an eagerly, as if just looking, he could remember One move is half the same.
Chang'an held Soleil's machete and felt that his wrist was soft.
Huayi took his knife and let him rest well. In fact, even if Huayi did not take it, he might not have enough strength to carry his old work.
There was a sudden flash of light in his mind. Somehow, he thought of the scene where Huayi killed the person when he rescued Aye in the suburbs. Chang'an slightly arched his waist, the blade of the machete was rushing to the ground, and he remembered Huayi intently. action.
The key to that silent knife is breathing. With the breathing, the center of gravity of the person and the knife in his hand are adjusted to a state that is extremely harmonious and imperceptible. All the movements are soft and unshakable. Only the blade sent out by the blade suddenly accelerates, condensing all the power at that moment and erupting. The enemy will not feel the blade wind and will already die under the blade. .
The monster of the ghost tribe bite Lu Quan's shoulder with a bite, and the two rolled out together, nearly knocking over the cauldron used for cooking broth. At this moment, Lu Quan's beast shaved off with a claw. The enemy was in pain and flew up to kick Lu Quan away.
When the beast retreated, he felt that he had hit something, it was dark, he didn't realize that there was anything there, and he didn't hear anyone's voice. But before he had time to look back, he felt a person pasted from behind, as light as a feather. The monster was frightened and turned back, but he didn't see who it was. Before the superficial breath sprayed on his ear, a machete was sent from below to his neck.
Subsequently, Chang'an grabbed the hilt of the machete with both hands and raised it expressionlessly with his arm strength. The monster's head was lifted off by him, rolled to the ground with bones, and stained his trouser legs.
No one paid attention to where he came from, and no one noticed his movements.
Lu Quan stayed--when he was a dead man, he had been following Huayi. They had done tasks that did n’t know how many lives and deaths were on the front line, so he could recognize it at a glance. This approach was almost assassination. , Exactly the same as Huayi used to.
Three behemoths attacked randomly, one of them was chopped by Chang'an the most fiercely, one was taken off the cliff in a fight, and one was quickly caught by the guards. The battle on the top of the mountain soon settled.
Changan borrowed someone's knife and still wiped every groove carefully, as usual, before walking back to Solem and returning it to him.
Solimu leaned to one side, humming angrily and saying, "Tie me."
Changan squatted down obediently, and Zhou Zhengdi tied a knot and tied him to the belt.
At this time, Solaim heard the young man say, "I actually understand what you mean. You are right, the knife cannot cut wood like an axe endlessly, but otherwise, it does not hide in battle. The reason in the scabbard is that you do n’t need a knife, you do n’t understand-it ’s not a knife, it ’s broken copper.

Solimu did not expect that the crippled kid could say such reasonable and valid words, and he heard it suddenly, only listening to Chang'an and lest he didn't understand it, pointing at the machete on Solimu's waist and explaining it. : "It ’s like your shabby, it ’s not good at all, the handle is crooked when you hit it, and you do n’t need to be old, and you do n’t wear it. It's even more wasteful. It doesn't hurt to hit someone with a stick. "
Solimu's eyes jumped. He lived so big that he finally understood what was cheap and sold well-this natural shame is almost as powerful as the shame cultivated in Huayi.
After Changan published his insights, he returned to the place where Aye took care of him honestly. Luo Tong's son was still crying there, but he watched Changan cut off a person's head. At this moment, when he came over, he opened his eyes in fright, and even forgot how to cry.
But Luda refused to let him go, leaned out his head behind Changan, tore open the corner of his mouth, made a big grimace, and scared Luo Tong's son sobbing in his throat, and coughed suddenly. Blushing and thick neck.
Chang'an closed his eyes and raised his eyes, and was shocked by the shock in his face.
The battle on the other side of the hillside was no suspense. They won very beautifully. Only three brothers were lost on this side, and a few others were slightly injured.
But even a small loss is dead after all.
This time is different from the past. Everyone who can fight is very precious. Huayi ordered the three dead brothers to be raised in front of himself, glanced gloomily over them, and poked the sword on the ground. Fingers touched his eyebrows, lips, and chest successively, and murmured something in his mouth—this is the farewell of the deceased in the tribe. I hope their souls do n’t wander, and they can rise to a place without sorrow and pain.
After completing these actions, he showed no mercy, and said to Shanxi: "No one who has been caught needs to stay, and beheaded on the spot. You will take a few people to the hillside and make a knife for each body. Leaked fish. "
The mountain brook responded, and as he was about to turn away, a cry of babies suddenly rang from behind them, and people turned back almost unanimously.
I saw Aye let out a long sigh of relief, her hands were stained with blood and dirt, but she didn't seem to mind, and she was sweating all over, showing a bright smile. With the help of a few older women, she wiped the dirt off the newborn baby, then hugged the little red guy, who looked like a crumpled big mouse, awkwardly In the hands.
The tense, murderous warriors seemed to be frightened by this cry, for a long time there was no one to speak, but the persecution of the miracle retreated miraculously.
I don't know who suddenly shouted, shouted, "Jila, that's your son!"
A young man standing beside Huayi with blood on his body and staring blankly at the shouting man seemed almost incomprehensible.
As soon as Huayi lifted his feet, he gave him a sting, and laughed, "You have a son, what are you doing here?"
The young man woke up like a dream party, ran across the ground and ran to Aye in one breath, but he didn't know what to do. When Aye saw the child's father came, he reached out and wanted to give the child to him, but the young man seemed to be frightened, and took a big step back, panicking. The edge of the stone fell to the ground well.
After seeing his son for the first time, this unsuccessful Lao Tzu gave the son a five-body vote without any help.
Luda stared at the little baby surrounded by the crowd from afar, and suddenly a look of inexplicability appeared on his face, as if disdainful and envious.
However, he twisted his head and found that Chang'an didn't know when he opened his eyes and was looking at himself.
Luda hurriedly lowered his head and poked at the dirt on the ground with his fingers.
Changan suddenly asked him, "Where's your father?"
Luda stiffened for a moment and said, "Dead."
"Oh." Chang'an responded, and after a while, it seemed like he remembered something, he said, "I also had a father, but I was not born."
Ruda rarely spoke to him, couldn't help but raised his head again, looked at him and asked, "Where is it?"
"It's dead," Chang'an said. "It was killed."
Luda froze.
Chang'an seemed to forget the topic in a blink of an eye, and suddenly said, "What do you always watch my sword do? Do you want to learn?"
Luda was taken aback. He didn't expect that he thought he was secretly looking, but was found.
He was speechless for a while, a little scared and a little bit ashamed, but Chang'an stood up and gave a subdued glance at the little slave, saying, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."
Lu Da opened his eyes wide, but before he could react, the Changan people had left—he had never seen a newborn cub, and he wanted to have a fun and insightful experience.
Luo Tong's son was listening to them eagerly. He tried to speak several times, but his face was flushed and he didn't have enough courage. The Chang'an people have already gone far, and his courage finally called him Buzzing like a mosquito: "I ... I want to learn ..."
Facing him, Luda immediately changed her face and snorted loudly: "Do you want? Do you want to go to heaven?"
Luo Tong's son had tears in his eyes, and he looked like he was aggrieved. Luda looked around and found that no one noticed him, so he jumped up, pushed Luo Tong's son, who was taller than him, and followed him away.
On the second day, Huayi ordered everyone to pack their bags and go down the mountain from the other side to continue their journey.
On the tenth day after they were on the road, it was noon, but Soleil, who was on the way, walked, but suddenly stood still, saying, "Go back."
His sentence quickly passed from the beginning to the end of the team, and Huayi, who had been walking in the end, quickly ran from the end of the team to the head of the team, and long-distance yelled at Solem: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Moth? "
Solewood looked dignified and said briefly: "To rain, there is a cave where we just passed. Now you have to listen to me and take people to go back immediately and hide in the cave. The sooner the better!"
"The thief weather, nothing to toss people to play, if I grow a few feet long, sooner or later it will make a hole in it." Huayi said, sighed, and made a very indecent gesture in the direction of the sky, loudly, "Orcs! One of them is a strong one, and they are all turned into beasts. Those who can't run fast are on their backs. Don't drag back, pull back, fast!"
Everyone was extremely suspicious, but the trust in the new leader had almost reached its peak in the past few days, and no one came out to question, and immediately did as he ordered, and they ran into Soleil almost at a rate of escape. Cave.
The cave is very large and the artificial traces are heavy. It was probably used by the tribes here in the winter before. It was more than enough to pack the entire tribe, but the people who originally were here did not know where they had escaped.
If, as the stick said, all the people settled in for a moment, a pouring rain fell.
Solem stood at the entrance of the cave, breathing a long sigh of relief.
"Why are we running?" Aye asked whispering as he descended from Cazzo.
"This is the rain brought by the ground fire." Cazor regained his human form. He was five big and three thick, but spoke very softly to his woman, explaining, "I heard my aunt say that when I was a kid, the rain would bring the grievances of the underground souls. People cannot touch. "
Aye shuddered: "What happens if you touch it?"
Cazo was not sure, but shook his head gravely.
Everyone was trapped in the cave like this, and the road ahead was trembling.
Solem has described many terrible scenes, and this is just the beginning. What if it wasn't that he suddenly found something wrong halfway and told people to come back, or if they didn't happen to pass through such a cave and had a hiding place, what would happen now?
Where is the former owner of this cave now, dead or alive?
Aye thought of this, and suddenly became afraid after a while.
What will happen in the future? The true God is really dead and clean, no longer care about them?
The invisible enemy cannot be defeated. Fear is human instinct. For a time, no one speaks. Only Gila's newborn child wakes up. I don't know who provoke him to provoke him, and suddenly wept softly.
Ten days later, the baby had opened up a bit, and his face no longer wrinkled. He was an orc boy, and he was very chubby and flattering. Huayi frowned secretly, knowing that he couldn't go on like this, so he pretended not to notice the downturn of the people around him, bent down, looked at the baby and asked, "Oh, why are you crying?"
The baby looked at him with a wet eye in his mother's arms.
For a while, Huayi's hands were low, and he stretched out his fingers to poke his face, squeezing his eyebrows and saying: "Smile."
The baby didn't know if he had been pained lightly or scared, or was scared by his grimace. A little round face quickly changed from white to red, then twisted, and opened his throat: "Wow--"
Huayi: "..."
"Well, don't like me." Huayi chuckled, and then raised his voice, "Okay you, we all hid in anyway, one was not injured and one was not dead, I see, this ghost rain is going to fall a few God, although we can't go out, we can eat and drink, simply, today, let's be lively and lively, and give a gift to this gadget!